some are tall
some are short
some are fair
some are dusky
some are just there

why do we stare
why do we care
is there a winner?
is there a loser?
is this a Game?

comment and criticise
sneer and cheer
clap and slap
“if looks could kill”as they say
would any of us survive??

Jugdes we all become
in this game of life
mind working all the time
waiting to pounce on that one
what is the fuss all about?

Smiles and tears
Outbursts and fears
we take em in our stride
marching ahead trying not to slip
wondering whats in store tomorrow?

Aarti @ 12/04/05
At the end of a long tiring day 🙂